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Don't Fret

Chapter 65

Katie’s POV

“I work….” Well, we are making progress—two fucking words are better than one, but it isn’t the answer I want.

Gripping him by the throat, I rip the knife from my ankle, where I always keep it and press it firmly against his throat.

Blood trickles from the cut, but I am not done. I will be bathing in his blood by the end of this if he doesn’t provide me with answers.

“Tell me!” I snarl, pushing the knife in with more force. His eyes widen, and his breaths become pants. He is going to have a heart attack if I don’t kill him soon.

“Luccio,” he says the name as if it is one he knows well. I narrow my eyes at him, trying to determine if he is, in fact, telling the truth. Luccio had been the very person to warn me… Could he be the person who set me up, to begin with?

“What about him? Tell me everything or so help me fucking god, I will cut your throat open and watch you suffocate.” Each word is something I mean.

I don’t make promises, I just do it.

“I work with him
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